"Why do they call her Jack the Ripper?"
Serabella Chambers, seventeen years old in the seventieth hunger games. When she volunteered for her little sister, Annabella Cresta. Running through the crowd to save her life desperately.
"Well she murdered...
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"Ladies and Gentleman, the master of ceremonies. Caesar Flickerman!"
Caesar Flickerman is sitting on one particular chair whilst the other remains unhabituated. His hair is a bright and wispy green colour; he's dyed it recently for the games. He wears a sliver suit in his defence and has the massive mic in his hand. He wears a hearty grin on his face and beams at the audience loudly.
"Thank you! thank you! and welcome to the big seven-zero hunger games! The Seventieth annual hunger games!" Caesar roared out to the crowd, who were all whooping and cheering louder than anyone in the world had ever heard. He pointed to backstage. "Now in about five minutes, they will come out one by one. All of the tributes that you know and love. Can you believe it?! oh I barely can myself!"
I stand myself up right, I'm with the other helpers of the District Four candidates. I feel the dress beneath me that is beautiful and a royal blue. Kendra and Lighting are still fluffing me up completely, whereas Alexandria stands next to Saron, whom is in a dark navy suit with a white tie, his usual curly brunette hair is swept back and straightened out.
I feel like I'm in a corset, the dress is not loose at all. I have lost Finnick in the crowd of people, around eighty to a hundred people are standing around. I wear a string of pearls now that Maggs has gifted me, I thanked her gently. My hoops are tight. Most of the other tributes are dressed in different colours and shapes and sizes but I stand out above the rest, maybe because my dress is shining in the cold light.
"Please welcome...Melody!" Caesar Flickerman's voice is loud and brass. Melody walks out onto the stage in a short white dress with long sleeves as it ends at the beginning of her breasts.
Both of the Career Districts were a hit instantly. District 3's contenders were a little shier and quiet. When the boy from District 3 comes off of the stage, I can feel my heart begin to stop and flutter in my body.
"Now our next guest is one who blew away everyone, not only in the reaping or the parade or even the individual assessments and she beat her mentor without a second thought!" Caesar's voice is loud and complimenting, he places his hand out. "Please welcome...The Lost Girl aka Serabella Chambers!"
I'm standing, waiting so patiently when I finally feel my heels begin to move as I walk into the stage. The fresh smell of Caesar's cologne, and the extroverted perfumes and different smells the audience wear. They are all dressed colourfully, much like the lights that are on stage. I shake Caesar's hand.
"Welcome, my darling Serabella. Gosh don't you look fabulous! Like a real Super star." Caesar kisses my hand as the crowd goes wild like no other crowd I have seen go wild before.
The smell of the Capitol is too rich, it's too beautiful for my eyes. There are women who literally have their breasts out in the Capitol and simply do not care, there are men standing up and just wearing nothing more than something around their genitals, which is a thin piece of fabric.
